What we do is what we … doh.

I found a good song to symbolize what was my past 2 weeks of work.

Unfortunately, I promised my “boss” to speak about what we are making only to my most trusted friends and family members, or just to anybody that couldn’t understand the concept and, therefore, wouldn’t be able to stole his idea. That might sound a little paranoiac … actually it sound a lot paranoiac. But I kinda understand it, his ideas are pretty good too.

Paris is nice. It’s big … too big. People always have a sad or angry face on the bus. Food is not that great if you go to the supermarket, and it’s expensive. Paris is good for rich people.
I finally got some cooking instruments, from now on veggies are back into my diet … w007! I received a humanitarian package from an Italian association – a.k.a my mom sent me my coffee machines with some Italian coffee powder. This package comes at the right moment in this time of deep crisis.

I just entered in contact with a high-school friend that now lives in Japan (it’s easy for her as she have double nationality Japanese-French) through Facebook. She’ll try to enter a docotrate program in Todai or Waseba … so I’d like to wish her luck on this forum. And I really hope we will stay in contact.

Over and Out!